An ardor that was almost
vehement with youth, and that was hard-fibred with manly strength and
resolution, woke up in him.
Again his ears were full of the sound of oars in water.
"Ruffo," he said, "will you obey me?"
He laid his hand on the boy's shoulder.
"Si, Signore."
"Go into the garden. Stay with the Signorina till I come."
"Si, Signore."
"If it is a long time, if the Signorina is afraid, if she wants to do
anything, you are to say that Don Emilio said she was not to be
afraid, and that she was to wait."
"Si, Signore."
The boy paused, looking steadily at Artois, then, seeing that he had
finished, turned away and went softly into the house.
"Gaspare, come with me."
Gaspare said nothing, but followed him down to the foot of the cliff.
One of the island boats was gone. When Gaspare saw that he ran to pull
in the other. He held out his arm to help Artois into the boat, then
took the oars, standing up and looking before him into the night.
"Row towards the village, Gaspare.
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